Honey, You're a Billionaire?

Rose looked at Lizzie lying in the hospital bed. Lizzie's eyes had a wild look, and even the slightest smile would pull at her wounds, causing her to grimace in pain.

Yet, Lizzie continued to laugh uncontrollably. She was feeling triumphant and mocking.

She took pride in how she single-handedly ruined so many people, and was now mocking them for being pitiful and pathetic after being played by her.

Rose felt her anger intensifying. She gazed at Lizzie and slowly spoke amidst Lizzie's laughter. "You don't love him!"

Lizzie was speechless, and her laughter came to an abrupt halt.

Lizzie's smile froze for a moment, but she quickly returned to a triumphant expression. "I love him more than any of you do!"

Rose scoffed. "Really? You say you love him, but you're willing to put him in danger and let him die? Is that what you call love?

"It's just your distorted way of thinking. You're angry because he doesn't like you. Because he doesn't think you're good enough. All you've done is to vent that twisted resentment. This... is truly pitiful."

Rose's voice sounded cool and calm.

Lizzie looked at her, and at that moment, she actually thought that the way Rose was looking at her was just like how Jonathan used to look at her long ago.

What kind of look was that? It wasn't so much disdain as it was indifference, as if no matter what she did, she would never catch his attention.

Being ignored like that drove her crazy. It filled her with dissatisfaction and left her feeling unwilling to accept the situation.

"That's not true. You're making things up!" Lizzie shouted fiercely.

Rose chuckled softly. "You know better than anyone if I'm speaking nonsense."

Lizzie felt anxious now.

"No, no. I love him. I love him so much. What you're saying is nonsense. It's completely untrue," Lizzie muttered to herself.

It seemed as if by repeatedly emphasizing her points, she could somehow forget the things Rose had just said.

Yet, the more she did so, the more deeply those words were etched in her mind.

She could only keep repeating it over and over again.

Rose bluntly confronted her by saying, "The truth is, deep down, you always knew you didn't love him, but you just didn't want to admit it!"

"No! That's not true!"

"Yes, you're just a twisted person. You've done so many evil things, and you already know that if Jonathan finds out about them, he'll only hate you more and

be even more disgusted with you," Rose said, raising her voice.

Her oppressive momentum seemed to push down on Lizzie.

Lizzie felt increasingly unsettled. She kept muttering "no", and in her agitation, she even started tearing at the bandages covering her wounds.

She pulled out the infusion needle, and blood immediately started flowing from the back of her hand. The vivid red looked striking and was capable of making people frown. But no one present stepped forward.

If Lizzie deserved sympathy, then what about the missing Jonathan?

Rose wasn't a saint. She couldn't bring herself to feel any sympathy for someone who had harmed her husband.

"Haha! No... No..." Lizzie seemed to have lost her mind, frantically tearing off all the equipment connected to her body.

After a bit of a struggle, she fell off the hospital bed. The pain from the impact made her face turn even more pale.

Though her face was contorted with pain, she continued to laugh wildly. She had lost her mind!

Eleanor looked at Lizzie with disdain, took Rose by the hand, and said, "Let's go. This woman is crazy. Since she's crazy, she should be placed somewhere appropriate."

She aimed her last comment at Cyrus.

This time, Cyrus did not plead on behalf of Lizzie and chose not to protect her.

Rose furrowed her brows.

She naturally knew what the "suitable place" Eleanor was referring to when she mentioned it. Regardless of whether Lizzie was actually mad, getting sent there would result in her going insane anyway.

Rose took a deep breath and turned to leave.

Just then, Lizzie suddenly called out to her, "Rose!"

Rose paused slightly in her steps but did not look at her.

"Come over here. I have a secret about Jonathan. Do you want to hear it?" Lizzie asked, exhausted and sweaty from her recent struggle. She lay on the ground, looking up at Rose.

Rose frowned.

Seeing Rose hesitate, Lizzie added, "What? Are you scared? Or do you just not want to know?"

Rose was not afraid. She had already come here today, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

Stepping forward boldly, she looked down at Lizzie and said, "Go ahead and speak."

"Come closer. This thing I want to say is for you to hear only." Lizzie gestured to Rose with her finger.

Rose crouched down and leaned in with her ear close to Lizzie.

Suddenly, Lizzie's voice, as faint as a mosquito buzzing, sounded next to her ear Jonathan... even if he's not dead he can't be found anymore because I gave him..."

After Lizzie finished speaking, she burst into uncontrollable laughter.

Rose's expression suddenly turned grim. "How could you... how could you do that!"

Rose glared angrily at Lizzie. With those words echoing in her mind, she felt her emotions surge, making her feel dizzy.noveldrama

Then she heard Eleanor exclaim, "Rose! Rose!"

In the next instant, Rose fell to the ground, unable to hear anything anymore.

Rose had a dream.

Recently, she had very little sleep, let alone time to dream.

Rose couldn't help but think that if she had known earlier that she could meet Jonathan in her dreams, she might have decided to sleep long ago.

In her dream, Rose clearly saw Jonathan smiling gently at her. She watched him make breakfast for her and saw the loving gaze in his eyes.

"Rose..." His voice came through gently.

His voice seemed to disturb her dream, and in it, Jonathan appeared to have changed.

His expression was gloomy, and when she approached to call him, his eyes

looked at her with such unfamiliarity as if he didn't know her at all.

He simply glanced at her briefly and then turned and walked away.

"Hubby..." Rose called out to him, but there was no response, and his voice

drifted further and further away.

"Jonathan, please don't go..."

Rose suddenly woke up.

She opened her eyes and instinctively glanced around the room as if she were

searching for him, but he was nowhere to be seen.

That was just a dream!

Rose felt a wave of sadness wash over her.

"Rose, did you dream about Jonathan?" Eleanor asked gently.

Rose's gaze flickered slightly.

Eleanor held her hand and said, "Poor thing. Jonathan will be found. He will come back. You must wait for him. You and the child, both of you must wait for him!"

She and the child...?

Rose looked at Eleanor. What did Eleanor mean by that?

Eleanor looked at Rose with a caring expression. "You're pregnant, and you didn't

even know it? Thankfully, thankfully nothing happened, otherwise..."

When Eleanor first heard that Rose was pregnant, she thought she would feel

relieved.

But if Jonathan was no longer around, the connection between Rose and the Finch family, as well as

the link between the Finch and Xanth families, would also be gone.

Whether the recently finalized partnership between the Finch and Xanth families

would continue smoothly was uncertain.

However, now that Rose was pregnant, everything changed.

She thought that the presence of the child would make her happy, for it

would mean securing the cooperation between the Finch- family and the Xanth family. But at that moment, her first reaction was unexpectedly one of tears of joy.

She wept for both Jonathan's happiness and also for his sorrow. Jonathan was

going to be a dad!

But Eleanor was still feeling a bit uncertain. She nervously looked at Rose and asked, "Are you going to keep the baby?"